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Jul 2019
I've been a shadow for too long.
I know all your feelings, the thoughts that you have.
It's time for the day to notice the way
I've lingered and want to be heard.
You're lucky to live in the realm of the real
and dress in the warmest of dregs.
How those ******* are like flowers
and curves like a road,
Oh, I laid with you when you thought you were alone.
I'm your honey, sweet darling
that you've never yet seen.
And I'd die over seven, a million times
Just to feel you, the warmest of skins.
07-02-19
Ruby Nemo
Written by
Ruby Nemo  22/F/cleveland, ohio
(22/F/cleveland, ohio)   
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   Bogdan Dragos and TheIdleOwl
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